"Sounds like fun." Facilier agreed, feeling his attention pick up even more than it had on first seeing them as a skeleton, just in case the questions they asked were ... hard to answer. No lies, he could probably make do with refusing to answer - and getting no further information.

"Spirits are the lwa. Think of them as - intermediaries between our benevolent god who's too busy to pay much mind, and human petitioners who want things. Some people, mambos and houngans, and boko like myself, are called on to give worship, sacrifices, that kinda thing. And by called on, I mean the lwa choose us. We don't do much conjure without pleasin' em, unfortunately."

His smile showed the gap in his teeth. "First, what killed you?"